A morning tiredness

As the moon cast its gentle glow upon the room, Liam and Rose lay entwined in each other's embrace, lost in the realm of dreams. Their breathing synchronized, their bodies molded together, finding solace and comfort in the warmth they shared. Liam, with his arms wrapped around Rose, held her close, as if protecting her from the worries of the world.

In the midst of his slumber, Liam stirred slightly, a soft sigh escaping his lips. His subconscious mind whispered secrets to his body, and he leaned in, brushing his lips against Rose's bare shoulder. A tender kiss, laden with affection, left a trace of his love upon her skin. Unbeknownst to him, his actions spoke volumes, even in the depths of his dreams.

With a gentle stroke of his fingers, Liam traced the contours of Rose's face, his touch conveying a silent adoration. He planted a gentle kiss on her nose, a playful act that brought a smile to his sleeping lover's lips. His whispered words, barely audible, filled the space between them